“It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.”

“It is your own fault,” said the little prince. “I never wished you any sort of harm; but you wanted me to tame you…”

“Yes, that is so,” said the fox.

“But now you are going to cry!” said the little prince.

“Yes, that is so,” said the fox.

“Then it has done you no good at all!”

“It has done me good,” said the fox, “because of the color of the wheat fields.”

These are the days—the unplanned, insignificant, wasteful hours full of jokes and glances and heartfelt admissions—that I wish I could memorize and re-live forever and ever. I am leaving, but you will always, always be in my heart.

About Me

My name is Emily. In 2013 I was an overemotional American teacher. Then I quit my job, emptied my savings, and backpacked solo around the world... only to find myself back (294 days later) as an overemotional American teacher. This is my story: before, during, and after.